[ Jack's fingers, close, skimming his skin bring him to pull his head back down, pressing kisses against his pulse. It's warm skin under his mouth, bringing his heart to race even more so. Every nerve beneath his flesh practically screams "touch touch touch touch" as his arousal is very much at attention.
Isaac's hands skim along Jack's skin, a smile forming at the edges of his lips. ]
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Isaac's hands skim along Jack's skin, a smile forming at the edges of his lips. ]